The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy novel Chapter 938

About forty-five minutes later Jackson and I leave the bedroom with a damp and happy little girl between us, one of her hands in each of ours. She trots happily forward and we both grin down at her, I think both of us still buzzing from the happiness of bathtime.

To say that Marigold was happy with the warm bath is an understatement. In fact, the whole bathroom was a wonder to her – from the big porcelain soaking tub to the flowing warm water and the bubbles and the toys. Safe to say, I don’t think she’s ever going to growl at me when I propose bath time ever again.

“Marigold!” My dad’s voice booms out in the living room and all three of us whip our heads up in surprise.

I grin at my dad and the rest of my family already gathered around the living room, plates of breakfast in their laps, because it becomes immediately apparent that mom put together the loveliest little breakfast to welcome Marigold to the family.

But Marigold interprets things differently.

She gasps in fear and then yelps, darting behind Jackson, wrapping her arms around his right leg and peering out from behind his knee, growling ferociously.

Rafe and Mark laugh while dad grimaces, taking a step back, realizing that he…may have overdone his enthusiastic greeting.

“Dominic,” Jackson says on a sigh, going so far as to even flash a frustrated little glare at my dad. I grin at my mate, wondering if he realizes that he just did something that ninety-five percent of the population wouldn’t dare do for fear of their lives. “She’s not used to men –“

“I’m very sorry,” dad says, stepping forward again, a hand held out as a peace offering. “I should have thought –“

Marigold’s growl grows deeper and I grin when I look down and see that her little teeny tiny fangs have extended. I can’t help the little coo that breaks from my mouth as I clutch my hands to my heart.

“Why don’t you just take a few steps back, Dominic,” mom says, laughing as she crosses to us and reaches for the little girl.

“Well, I didn’t think she’d be scared!” dad says in protest, his face a bit frantic at the thought that Marigold disapproves. He takes three steps back, basically pressing himself against the wall. “Why’s she scared of me!?”

“Because you’re a huge terrifying Alpha,” Rafe murmurs, quite casual, flicking through some news on his phone as he sips at his coffee.

“So are you! So is her dad!” my father protests.

“Rude,” Mark says, frowning around, “that I am not included in this group.”

Dad complies, wrapping me up tight, letting me rest my head against his chest. “Living up to your namesake as usual, little trouble,” dad murmurs against my hair, rocking me a little. “How are you doing with all of this?”

“I think I’m okay,” I say, closing my eyes and letting my dad take my weight for a moment, take my worries and my problems too.

“You are, baby,” dad says, stroking my hair. “The addition of one little girl is nothing this family can’t handle.”

“Thank you,” I say on a sigh, meaning it.

“Come on,” dad says after a moment, giving me a little nudge. “Let’s feed you up too. Fatherly instincts and all.”

“Can I eat junk?” I ask, grinning up at my dad as he leads me over to the buffet.

“As much as you want, darling,” dad says, stroking a hand over his hair. “You’ve already been spoiled rotten so there’s nothing that a few more bits of chocolate won’t do. I don’t mind playing the role of the much more indulgent father now that you’re all grown up and ending wars.”